There is nothing that can be said about ‘The Room‘ that hasn’t been said already.  There’s a book about it, there’s about to be a feature film about it, and it’s show on countless theaters at midnight screenings.  But for those of you who don’t know, let me tell you about this magic.

How do you spend 6 million dollars to make a film that can only be described as a hybrid of a bad porn and the worst daytime soap ever?  Well, you’d have to ask Tommy Wiseau, producer, director, star!  Short synopsis, guy loves girl, girl has affair with guy’s best friend, guy loses it, and it’s all done with horrible acting.  Also, there’s a drug dealer, and cancer, and a dog in a flower shop, and football, so much football!  Oh hi Mark!  Did that make any sense?  Of course it didn’t, which is why you have to watch “The Room.”

I must admit, I came in late into the film fanatic party that is “The Room.”  I never got a chance to watch the midnight madness screenings, partially due to the fact that I got too old too fast, and also because none of my friends are crazy enough to join me.  My first watch of this was alone, at home, on DVD, and it was brilliant.  I’ve since rewatched it a number of times, and I fall in love a bit more with each viewing.  It’s impossible to explain why. 

Of all the horrible movies I have seen, this is the one with the most soul.  It is an experience that cannot be sufficiently expressed in words.  Needless to say, there definitely is something about it.  It has created a cult following unrivaled by any other cult followings.  Watching it in a theater is a special treat.  For a decade and a half, fans have created an interactive experience unlike any other.  Do yourself a favor and attend one of these.  It’s an art in and of itself.

All joking aside, if nothing else, this is MUST SEE preparation for the upcoming film, “The Disaster Artist,” which is James Franco’s take on the film, how it was made, and the people who put their love into their work.  I will follow up with you all very soon with my Review for the Disaster Artist.  Until then, YOU ARE TEARING ME APART!!!

Written By: Fernando Martinez

By Bryan Kluger

Former husky model, real-life Comic Book Guy, genre-bending screenwriter, nude filmmaker, hairy podcaster, pro-wrestling idiot-savant, who has a penchant for solving Rubik's Cubes and rolling candy cigarettes on unreleased bootlegs of Frank Zappa records.

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